A Newcoming Fan's Perspective of Joining the 'Hawks' Faithful Glory

Dustin Brown@drbbossCorrespondent IIJune 12, 2010

CHICAGO - JUNE 11: (L-R) Jonathan Toews #19, Tomas Kopecky #82 and Patrick Kane #88 celebrate with the crowd during the Chicago Blackhawks Stanley Cup victory parade and rally on June 11, 2010 in Chicago, Illinois. (Photo by Jonathan Daniel/Getty Images)
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September, 2006

After years of watching my childhood and present hero — my father — watch every single Chicago Bears game, I came to the conclusion of a long awaited decision for him. I took a beside my dad on the couch, while he quietly smirked with pleasure beside me on the recliner.

I was immediately engulfed in pleasure, watching all 16 Chicago Bears' games with my father and mother.

I grew into the habit of displaying emotions throughout every single play from scrimmage — from yelling, jumping out of my seat while throwing my hands in the air, exchanging hard high-fives full of excitement between me and my father, everything.

Following the Chicago Bears' 13-3 Super Bowl-losing season, I vowed to become an all Chicago fan and follow his footsteps, and it was one of the best decisions of my life.

Present day, 2010

Fast forward four years later, and I find myself with the same compassion and magic-filled feelings toward the amazing city of Chicago.

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Even when it doesn't come to sports, I love the overcast skies, teeth-chattering temperatures, massive amount of precipitation, and big-city lights. Even as a small-town kid from Virginia, I've always wanted to venture into the depths of my favorite city.

As a die-hard Chicago Bears fan to start with, I then moved into the Chicago Cubs for three years. After that, I decided to start watching Chicago Bulls games and again, found myself another Chicago team to add onto my resume.

And I was still hungry for more.

Never really being a huge hockey fanatic, I heard of the Chicago Blackhawks' astounding success proceeding to unravel. I was overtaken by curiosity, and now find myself a Chicago Blackhawk and hockey lover, and here's why.

As I saw the 'Hawks getting more and more closer to the Stanley Cup Finals, I decided to plunge into the tourism of cheering for your team in the playoffs.

Starting in round 3 of the playoffs, I turned on the television to find the Chicago Blackhawks versus the Sharks. I quickly fell in love with the raw, physical contact that occurred.

It was great to see how humble players would take a bone-crushing hit, lose their helmet, and get back up with full hustle in order to prevent the opposing team from scoring.

You watch the NBA, where players will consistently lightly jog down the court while their opponent still barely outruns them to get a score. By no means am I calling out basketball, I love the sport along with many others, but hockey is just raw.

Watching your beloved Chicago Blackhawks take it all is even more raw.

As I sat down in game six in the Stanley Cup Finals to watch the Chicago Blackhawks take on the Philadelphia Flyers for Lord Stanley's cup, I realized I was tense and truly excited for this match-up to start up.

Throughout the game, I spoke to myself on how hard we are playing, how close that was, how valuable that save was to the conservation of this game.

I went from the edge of my seat, to being plumped down in my couch when the Flyers tied it up. Then, as it went into overtime, I stood up briefly to shake all the butterflies out — which didn't seem to help, whatsoever — and sat back down on the edge of the couch.

When Patrick Kane rocketed the puck and ran off, teammates following him in a frenzy, shedding equipment, I stood and was struggling mightily to resist the relentless urge to go absolutely insane.

The refs didn't make a call yet, and I didn't want to be let down.

Following the conclusion of the 'Hawks first Stanley Cup victory in 49 years, I lost my mind completely. Ever since the 2006 NFC Championship, I have never felt so excited for victory in my entire life.

I am now a pure hockey fan, and newcoming Chicago Blackhawks fan. Attempt to call it bandwagon, as I know I will never cease to remain as a Chicago Bears, Cubs, Bulls, and Blackhawks fan.

I, Dustin Brown, am a brand-spanking-new Chicago Blackhawks fan, and I've never been more proud of the great city of Chicago.